Yang Zengxin couldn't help but be shocked. Dihua traveled three thousand miles to the Black Gobi and sent troops to encircle and suppress them. It took a month just to travel. The horse team traveled faster, at least half a month.
It had only been half a month since we parted ways at Fushou Temple. Fei Jingting not only came back, but also captured the bandit leader Black Lama... Yang Zengxin secretly wondered, could this man really be a master of Taoism?
He was still inexplicably surprised when the master next to him reacted first and looked at the black lama. The Western Regions had long issued the black lama's sea arrest documents, and his portrait was still hanging at the city gate.
The master looked carefully and saw that the clothes were gorgeous and could not be worn by ordinary prairie people. Looking at the face, even though his eyes were closed, his face was at least 70% similar to the portrait.
The master immediately reminded him in a low voice: "Supervisor, this man's face is very similar to that of the black lama. It is better to take out the prisoner and identify him."
"Yes, yes, yes, hurry up and bring the prisoners!" Although Yang Zengxin was still not convinced, as soon as the words came out, he became a little more polite.
"Oh, Mr. Fei is really fast. Please sit down quickly."
Fei Jingting smiled and said: "Don't worry, Fei not only captured the black lama this time, but also captured all the bandits. Now they are tied up in a ravine outside the city."
Dihua is located under the Tianshan Mountains. To the southwest of the old city is a stretch of undulating low mountains that are inaccessible to people. Fei Jingting chose a ravine before entering the city and asked the rampant soldiers to knock out all the bandits, tie them up and throw them into the ravine.
inside.
Not far away, there were female relatives who had also been knocked unconscious and tied up. Fei Jingting didn't have time to carefully screen them, so he left this job to Yang Zengxin.
When Yang Zengxin heard this, his eyebrows jumped.
Good guy, not only did you capture the black lama, but you also captured thousands of bandits? Are you, Fei Jingting, a god?
In line with the philosophy of preferring to believe what is there rather than what is not, Yang Zengxin asked where it was and immediately sent a team of soldiers to check it out.
Fei Jingting sat down, and a servant served him tea, but after a while, soldiers escorted the prisoners into the yamen.
The prisoner looked at the unconscious black lama on the ground as if he had seen a ghost, and said a series of words excitedly. The master knew Mongolian, and in his excitement he pulled off a few mustaches and said loudly and excitedly: "Warlord,
I'm so happy! The prisoner said that this person is the black lama!"
Yang Zengxin suppressed the excitement in his heart. At this moment, he still couldn't believe it and just gave the master a look.
The master understood it and said: "Ahem... but one-sided words cannot be trusted. There are soldiers in the army who have met the black lama. I think it is better to invite him to identify him."
"Yeah, that's fine." Yang Zengxin looked at Fei Jingting sheepishly: "It's a very important matter, so please don't bother Mr. Fei."
"It should be like this. Governor Yang can just handle it by himself and ignore me."
There was another fuss, and after a cup of tea, an officer hurried in with two soldiers. After the ceremony, the officer caught a glimpse of the Black Lama and immediately said in shock: "Hey, you can't be wrong, this guy is the Black Lama."
! That day, I led a cavalry charge in a humble position, and almost killed this guy with a knife! I even knew him when he turned into ashes! "
Two soldiers beside him also repeatedly confirmed that this man was the black lama.
Yang Zengxin was overjoyed!
The white Russians who had fled into the country had just been wiped out, and in the blink of an eye, the black lama was thrown into the governor's office by Fei Jingting. It was truly a double happiness.
Yang Zengxin stood up and cupped his hands towards Fei Jingting and said: "Mr. Fei is really a believer. He traveled six thousand miles back and forth in half a month and captured the bandit leader Black Lama in one fell swoop. I thank Mr. Fei on behalf of the people of the Western Regions."
Fei Jingting respected the old man who guarded the Western Regions and quickly stood up to get out of the way: "The governor is polite, I just used some brute force. To govern the Western Regions and maintain unity, we have to rely on the governor."
While the two were being polite, an officer hurried into the Yamen with his hat flying away.
Yang Zengxin scolded: "What's the decency of being so flustered?"
The officer ignored them and said, "Overseer, there are about three thousand people densely packed in the southwest ravine. I ask you to send troops quickly. I'm afraid these people will wake up and break free from the ropes and run away."
"ah?"
The old governor could no longer maintain his reserve, so he got up and left excitedly. Along with the officials and assistants in the governor's yamen, a large group of people walked out.
The carriages and horses rushed to the southwest ravine, and they saw a dozen soldiers on guard nervously with guns in hand. Thousands of bandits were lying densely on the ground. A hundred meters away, there were more than a thousand bandits gathered on the other side.
Female dependents.
There was a lot of discussion around, and those who reacted hurriedly stepped forward to flatter him. The old warlord looked up to the sky and laughed sympathetically: "From now on, the Western Region has no worries!"
After admiring, Yang Zengxin looked around and asked: "Eh? Where is Mr. Fei? Where is Mr. Fei?"
There was a buzzing sound, and it took a long time before a clerk said: "I just saw Mr. Fei and stopped for a moment, then walked away."
Yang Zengxin said angrily: "Why didn't you stop me?"
The clerk Nuonuo didn't dare to say anything. Everyone was stunned by the big scene just now. Who has the mind to pay attention to Fei Jingting's whereabouts?
Yang Zengxin couldn't help but admire: "Mr. Fei is really an expert. He traveled six thousand miles back and forth in half a month and eradicated thousands of bandits in one fell swoop. He is truly a god!"
After a pause: "Come on..."
Yang Zengxin originally wanted to visit the Tianshan sect immediately, but then he thought about it. The commotion was so big that he might not be able to escape for a while. So he changed the topic and ordered: "Turn off all matters tomorrow and follow me up the mountain to visit Mr. Fei."
He looked at his master and ordered: "You must be well prepared."
The master understood: "Don't worry, Overseer, I will make arrangements right away."
Yang Zengxin was happy for a while, and then asked his officials to give instructions: "Since the Black Lama has been captured, the fortress does not need to be repaired. Hurry to the Black Gobi with manpower and horses and ask them to stop quickly."
On this day, Yang Zengxin was so happy that he changed his usual behavior, held a banquet at the Governor's Yamen, and got very drunk.
Early the next morning, Yang Zengxin endured the headache from his hangover and organized people to go up the mountain to visit.
More than 200 horses and horses were meandering along, with soldiers carrying various gifts. There were drums and music playing in the process. First, a huge plaque was wrapped in red silk, with four large gilded words on it: Miao Dharma and Benevolence.
This preparation was done with great care, and only money and food were enough. The material for the huge plaque was originally the coffin board that Yang Zengxin prepared for himself. He was so happy that he took it out and gave Fei Jingting a plaque first.
In addition to officers and soldiers, they were accompanied by various celebrities in Dihua City. This group of people set out early in the morning and did not arrive in front of the Tianshan Sect's Taoist temple until the sun went down.
The master was busy in front and back, and when he saw the Taoist temple on the mountainside, he immediately ordered: "Let the drums and music play louder. If you play well, the warlord will give you a heavy reward!"
The drums and music were playing in unison, and the group of people arrived in front of the Taoist temple in an instant.
People in the Taoist temple had heard it a long time ago. The dilapidated door opened a crack, and a small face as big as a palm poked out. Huanlong asked in fear: "You, what are you going to do?"
The master turned over and dismounted, cleared his throat and then said: "Little girl, go and report quickly, saying that the military governor has come to visit Mr. Fei Jingting Fei."
Huanlong breathed a sigh of relief. At first, the little girl thought she was looking for trouble.
"It turns out we were looking for Mr. Fei... But you guys arrived late. Mr. Fei left early in the morning."
"Gone...gone? Where did you go?"
Huanlong was no longer afraid of life now, and said confidently: "I'm back to the Central Plains! I left a lot of oceans in the quiet room before I left."
"this……"
The master didn't know what to do, so he could only look back at Yang Zengxin.
Yang Zengxin's heart surged. Although he studied Confucianism and became an official, most of the methods he practiced in the Western Regions were based on Huang Lao's techniques. This showed that Yang Zengxin had a certain understanding of Taoism.
The old warlord couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He came down the mountain after hearing the chaos, quelled the bandits while talking and laughing, and then walked away without seeking fame or fortune. This is really the way of a master!
It's a pity that we met twice, but only briefly and never had an in-depth conversation.
Yang Zengxin immediately sighed and said, "If you call the door again, just say that I want to visit the temple master."
"yes."
The master went to negotiate with Huanlong again. Fan Yaonan, who was beside Yang Zengxin, admired Fei Jingting very much. He said on the side: "He is really a god in this world. Warlord, this Mr. Fei left early in the morning, I am afraid he guessed that you are going to visit today.
I think it’s better to electrify the whole country and publicize Mr. Fei’s magical methods.”
Yang Zengxin shook his head and said: "Mr. Fei is afraid that we will be like this, so he leaves without saying goodbye. Such masters are asking for the freedom and ease of Xianyun Yehe. It's better for us not to cause trouble to others."
Fan Yaonan thought about it and stopped insisting.
After a while, the door opened, and Yunzhen, who was busy in the vegetable garden, finally rushed over. Seeing such a huge battle, Yunzhen was a little overwhelmed.
Yang Zengxin's warm words made people feel like spring breeze, and he led Yunzhen away by the nose with just a few words. So the group of people waited here for the whole night, left countless money and food, hung the plaque on the main hall, and hurried back early in the morning.
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It only made Yunzhen laugh and cry when she looked at the plaque on the main hall. This was the Sanqing Palace, and it was really inappropriate to hang this plaque.
Huanlong secretly ate the snacks in the gift, Huanlong counted the money and food, and turned around and shouted excitedly: "Master, we have made a fortune! Even if there is no ocean left by Mr. Fei, these gifts will be enough for us to eat for a few days if they are resold.
Ten years!”
Yun Zhen felt a sense of relief after all the hardships. This Fei Jingting was truly a noble man. After this incident, the reputation of the Tianshan Sect spread out, and he no longer had to worry about money and food. There was hope of reviving the sect.
What's more important is that the Sazu Dao Seal, which has been lost for more than ten generations, is back in his hands. The thoughts stored in it are quite magical, but after just one day of practice, Yunzhen felt that the entrance was more than ten times faster than before.
It's a pity that Fei Jingting left so quickly, and he didn't know when he would be able to repay such a debt of gratitude.
On the other side, Fei Jingting and others have arrived in Hami.
Now that we are in Hami, how can we not eat cantaloupe?
The group of people looked around to buy. The locally produced cantaloupe was naturally extremely delicious. Even the watermelon was all fleshy, and taking a bite was like drinking honey water.
Everyone praised him unanimously, and Fei Jingting went out to buy countless melons and fruits, and piled them all in the small world.
As long as there are no souls approaching, the small world will be still. These fruits and melons will remain the same for decades.
This trip was a complete success. I not only obtained the memory picture in the Taoist seal of Sazu, but also collected a lot of sapphires from the ice cave of Bogda Peak.
The sapphire stone was taken by Fei Jingting yesterday, and there are a hundred dollars in it in the small world. He hasn't thought about what to do yet, but he just saw that Zhang Leyao's soft sword of horizontal flute was too ordinary, so he thought of making it out of sapphire stone.
A transverse flute comes out.
While Fei Jingting was thinking, he felt something vaguely and looked up to the southwest.
Guan Xiyi, who was picking fruits, saw something was wrong and hurriedly asked: "Jing Ting, what's wrong?"